Sisters [MFF]

This story happened when I was around 19-20 years old. I had just broken up with [Mirna](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5mitox/my_first_time_cheating_mff/). I was crushed because I knew it was my fault and it was just at the point where I started truly feeling like the relationship was going somewhere.

I went into a depression where drinking was a daily ritual. I had my own apartment at the time. It was empty except for a couch the old tenants left behind. There was always a half empty bottle of rum on the counter and my fridge consisted of a 2L Coke, mustard, and whichever piece of wild meat I pulled out of the freezer. Vegetables were nowhere to be found. I wasn’t doing well.

One night my brother decided to come to town to visit me. He just got out of a long term relationship as well, so we figured we would be able to cheer each other up.

After he checked into his hotel he came over and picked me up. We went to our local bar district and had some dinner. After dinner we went across the street to one of my favorite pubs. We were sitting at our table drinking and updating each other about our lives. It seems we were both handling the breakups pretty terribly. We decided to step up the drinking.

After a couple of hours of beers with bourbon chasers, a group of about 10 women sat at the table next to you. A few of them were older, but there were about 4-5 around mine and my brothers ages.

One of the girls our age came over to our table and asked if she could bum a smoke. My brother handed her one and she asked where can she go to smoke it. My brother went outside with her to have a smoke while I chilled at the table catching sports highlights and getting drunker.

One of the other girls came over and sat at my table and asked me what we were doing after that pub. I told her that I was probably just heading home and passing out. She said “fun” in a sarcastic tone. I imagine I wasn’t the most talkative around this stage of my life.

She kept making small chit-chat with me. The only part I remember is that she told me she was from some small isolated community and every year the women from that community all get together and come into our city to party. I remember that because I look over and I’m pretty certain one of the older women is sleeping, and the rest are drinking water or tea. It was just the 4-5 younger ones who had actual drinks. I purposely looked at her table of friends and said “fun” in an equally sarcastic tone. Somehow, she liked that.

She tells me that the younger girls want to ditch the older ones and actually party, but they were intent on sticking together. They felt it was safer for everyone. Small town mentality I guess. They think everyone is a murderer or a rapist in big cities.

This girl finally introduced herself, her name was Kathy. The girl outside with my brother was her sister, Stacy. My brother and Stacy came back inside after their smoke. By this point most of the younger girls were at our table complaining about the older ones and discussing ways to ditch them.

My brother and I were shitfaced at this point. He said “why don’t you just get in a taxi and leave. Explain it to them in the morning”. Simple, but effective. Immediately one of the girls said “I’m in, let’s go”. She grabbed my brother and walked outside. I figured it was just for a smoke. He came back in a minute later and said “I cleared the tab, that girl is coming back to my hotel room”. I wished him luck and sent him on his way.

We made jokes about how funny and spontaneous they were to just do that. I was now the centre of attention for the remaining 4 girls. Kathy and Stacy were the only two whose names I knew. While sitting there, the older ladies kept coming over to the table and reminding the others that they had a long day and should really get home to bed. It was barely midnight. Despite the younger ones telling the older ones to just go on without them, they refused.

I went outside with Kathy and Stacy for another smoke. My brother left the rest of his pack for Stacy. I was pointing out what a buzzkill those older women were. The three of us said “fuck it, let’s bail”. Stacy went back inside to get her purse but didn’t return. Kathy went inside to see what the holdup was. Stacy told her that she would catch a cab and come over. I wrote my address down and gave it to her.

Kathy and I got in a cab outside and went back to my place. I offered her a Cuba Libre once we were there. Both of us were heavily intoxicated and even talking was difficult.

Still, we somehow made our way into the bedroom. Kathy jumped on my mattress on the floor. I had the traditional flag over the window because I couldn’t afford curtains.

Kathy pulled off her jeans and was sitting there in nothing but a thong and a t-shirt. She was a darker complexion skin. Almost Persian. I pulled off the rest of her clothes, then she did the same to me. I was having trouble getting an erection thanks to excessive drinking, so I opted to finger her.

I used both hands to finger her. I used two fingers of one hand to put inside of her, and my thumb and index finger on the other to play with her clit. I rubbed it and she actually finished quickly. She finished multiple times from just that. Her finishing so quickly and easily was enough to get me hard enough. I emphasize the word “enough” because it was nowhere near hard.

I put my cock inside of her and fucked until I came. Fortunately I was wearing a condom. After I finished I felt more sober. We laid their naked for awhile and I noticed my erection was growing again, this time for real. I pulled her on top of me and once again she finished very quickly.

In total I finished three times. She finished far more than that. This was all within a 30-45 minute span of arriving at my place. After we did the deed she called her sister to see where she was. Her sister said she was in a taxi and would be there in a few minutes.

Kathy was naked. I was naked. Then there was knocking on the door. I quickly threw on some shorts. Kathy went to the bathroom. I opened the door and Stacy came in. Kathy came out of the bathroom wearing only her underwear and her shirt.

Stacy being the nice sister she was told Kathy that she asked the taxi to wait a few minutes in case they were just going to leave. I had already got laid, so yes please get the fuck out of my place so I can sleep by myself.

Stacy helped Kathy gather her stuff, then they left. I watched Kathy get into the taxi before heading back to my room. A couple of minutes later I hear more knocking.

Thinking it was either my nosey neighbors, or Kathy forgot something, I opened the door. It was Stacy and she came in. I was kind of in shock. Why would she send her sister home and stay with the guy her sister just fucked. Seemed strange.

I was definitely much more sober at this point. Stacy seemed to be in a much better state then Kathy as well. As soon as Stacy came into the apartment I ask her what she wants to do. She says “what did you and my sister do?”.

Wow, that was a loaded question. I honestly just met these girls and wasn’t concerned with how I appeared to them. I said “I fucked her a few times with a half a hard-on”. She laughed and asked me why it was only half a hard-on. I explained the theory of whiskey dick.

Then Stacy says can you show me your whiskey dick. I assured her I was sober now and able to get it up. She repeated that she wanted to see. I told her that fair is fair, I’ll show her mine but she has to show me hers at the same time.

We decided to both strip naked at the same time and back onto each other. Once we were naked we turned around and looked. Stacy was a lighter skin tone than her sister and her body was much tighter. She looked like she worked out while her sister was a bit pudgy. Stacy had nice and very large breasts. They were torpedo shaped which was new to me.

We both just quietly stared at each other for a few seconds. Then Stacy made the first move, she walked over to me and got down on her knees and began sucking my cock. My cock was still wet with her own sisters juices. She didn’t seem to mind, she sucked and slurped like she couldn’t get enough.

She hopped up on my bed and laid on her back. I licked her pussy which was freshly shaven. She made a lot of noise as I flicked her clit with my tongue. She then asked if I had any toys to use on her. If it wasn’t already obvious, this would have been the moment I realized she was a freak.

I didn’t have any toys, but I had a fat sharpie. Yeah you read that right, a fat sharpie. I fucked her with the sharpie while I licked her clit. She wanted more, but that was my only sharpie. I grabbed what pens I could find and put them all in a condom with the sharpie. I pushed the whole lot inside of her and she moaned happily.

I never realized how exciting it was pushing inanimate objects into a pussy would be. Did I just discover my kink or my fetish? I was rock hard at this point, a stark contrast to when Kathy was over.

I pulled the pens out and pushed my cock in. Stacy rolled over and put her ass in the air. She wanted the sharpie in her ass while I fucked her from behind. I obliged and pushed it in. The first thing I noticed was that I could feel it pressing against my cock.

I would have continued it, but it was awkward. There wasn’t enough room to hold the pen when I was balls deep. I rolled her on her side and repeated it. This way I had a better grip on the sharpie while I was fucking her.

Stacy didn’t finish as quickly, but she was a whole lot better than her sister. I was getting close to finishing and Stacy stopped me. She got back into doggystyle and told me to finish in her ass. I had a condom on at the time, but pulled it off before going in her ass. It didn’t take long and I blew my load into her.

We went and showered together after we finished. Once we got out of the shower, Stacy began sucking my cock again. Like her sister, we fucked again. We fucked 4 times in total that night. 7 in total for me.

I slept like a log that night. Stacy stayed over and in the morning when I woke up we were both sprawled out naked. I noticed the condom of pens on the floor and just shook my head in disbelief for how wild that got.

Shortly after I woke up I heard someone knocking at the door. Who the fuck could this be I wondered. I open the door and it is Kathy.

She asked me if Stacy is still there. Kind of uncertain how this is going to go, I say “yeah she is sleeping, want me to wake her”. She says “yeah we got to catch the bus back home shortly”. I go wake up Stacy. She comes out naked and goes straight into the bathroom. Kathy doesn’t even flinch. I went into the bedroom and shoved the pens and condoms under the bed in case Kathy went in and noticed. She didn’t.

Kathy asked me about my plans for the day while we waited for Stacy to have a quick shower. Kathy tells me that she had a good time last night and asked if I showed her sister a good time also. I nodded suspiciously.

Stacy came out wearing only clothes on her upper half. She came and sat on the couch with Kathy and discussed how pissed the old ladies were when everyone started taking off.

I felt like I was in the twilight zone. I just fucked two sisters back to back. Was I in a position to have the holy trinity of threesomes, with two sisters and instead only managed to do it one at a time?

Kathy and Stacy were both fully dressed. Kathy got up and kissed me on her way out. Stacy came behind and kissed me also. I gave them my phone number and hoped they would call on their next visit which was about 6 months later.

Unfortunately, I moved and changed numbers. I never got to test if the holy trinity of threesomes was available or not. I am almost certain it was. From time to time I still try to find them online. No luck yet.

When my brother came to my apartment that morning, his first words are “did we just meet the slutty circus?”. I laughed and told him about the sisters. He tells me that one of the other girls came to his hotel that night as well. He had his first threesome.

We celebrated with the Grand Slam breakfast at Denny’s. My brother and I are both happily married now, but from time to time we mention the circus. It’s an inside joke that our wives will never truly know about. My wife knows about the sisters, that was too good of a story not to share. She just has no idea about the Sharpie, and she never will.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5mj52s/sisters_mff